Three Step

by Cadence Beret


I still get up everyday
      and do what I do
      whatever it is I do
      that I have to do
      to get on with my day

I have no job
I have no car
I have no home

I have no money
      no friends or family
I have no lover
      no sister or brother
I have absolutely
      nobody but me

But I still get up everyday
      and do what I do
      whatever it is I do
      to do what I have to do
      to get on with my day

It was mother
Who inspired me
A long long time ago
      when I once again
      had to push pull and battle
      for our survival

“Don’t give too much thought
to what you have to do
throughout your day
just take it all
one step at a time.”

And so the dance begins
To my mom’s song:

One step
Two step
Three step four

Step one – get out of bed
Step two – make my bed
Step three – jump in the shower
      where I let warm water
      pour all over me
      while I let salty tears
      pour out of my body

One step
Two step
Three step four

Step one – dry off
Step two – put my make-up on
Step three – blow-dry my hair
      I let hot air
      flow all over me
      while I fill myself
      with strength and dignity

One step
Two step
Three step four

Step one – get dressed
Step two – eat breakfast
Step three – put on my shoes
      and I go for a walk
      where I praise myself
      for my ability
      to get on with my day

Thanks to my mom
I’m still alive today
Thanks to my mom
For instilling in me
      resolute inner-strength
      courage and will-power

It even got me through
      when I had no hot water
      or power for hot air
      or food for breakfast
I still got on with my day
With a three step dance
To my mom’s song

It even got me through
      when I had no place to live
      or a bed to make
      or a place to shower in
I still got on with my day
With a three step dance
To my mom’s song

It wasn’t and still isn’t
      divine intervention
      Jesus Christ the Saviour
      God Allah or Buddha
The power that gets me through
      is Me and my Mother
While I still push pull and battle
      for my Daughter
To come home again some day


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